God Created a Horse Secretariat

And God Created a Horse— He Called Him Secretariat

Man needed a hero of flesh and bone— one of great strength and passion unrivaled— and so God created a horse.

He clothed him in crimson— as if fresh blood and copper were melded together to forge a hue both blinding and deep.

He sculpted by hand the shoulders, the withers, the hooves. With the finest brush, God illustrated a star and strip on his face— and when the day was done, he cast the shadow of an eagle in his noble steed’s eye.

He created a horse, who would hoist the hope of a nation— one ailing and lacking in spirit, in the wake of war and political scandal. He was a horse who would carry flowing silks of blue and white, atop his red frame— like a flag at full staff—an unwavering constant in unsettling times.

He created a horse who, like us, was imperfect— as if to say “He’s only human,” so that we may remember that even the grandest of heroes fall, only to rise from the ashes, to again conquer all.

He created a horse to carry man, not literally but figuratively, through the troubles of everyday life. It mattered not, where you were from. It mattered not, which side of the tracks you called home— he was there for the rich and the poor— the young and the old.

He created a horse draped in roses and susans and carnations— as a symbol of enduring strength. A horse who ran not for a title, and not for a sum, but for the mere sake of running.
A horse who ran to quench the thirst in his very bones.

He created a horse to teach man to fear nothing— to trust in himself, and to pursue the impossible— for if this horse could achieve it, so could he.

He created a horse mere mortal— so to remind us that we too, are capable of great heroism in our borrowed time— that one does not need to find everlasting life, to lead a life worth remembering forever.

He created a horse whose body grew withered and weary— so to teach man that his years are precious— that no soul can outrun time.

Man needed a hero of flesh and bone— one of great strength and passion unrivaled— and so God created a horse.

He called him Secretariat.

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Article written by Nicole Schiveley

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This Post Has 3 Comments

  1. Kathryn A Defranc Reply

    Absolutely wonderful ode to the Best, Secretariat…

  2. Shirley myers Reply

    The best that ever was!!!

  3. Vinny Borello Reply

    I remember seeing the triple crown races as a boy. The excitement was incredible. Secretariat brought the country together during a time in America that was shaky at best. He was more than a horse and his accomplishments will never be surpassed .

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